/-- ₿ULLET BRAK VERSE -- /

IT'S THOUGHT PROVOKING THO

I'M STILL SMOKIN YO

LIKE MYSTICAL

INSTINCTIVELY PERSISTENT

WHERE MY VOCALS GO

THE LOCALS KNOW

YA BOY WILL SHOW

DRESSED TO KILL

LIKE HIGH NOON

PUSHY LIKE THE CORNER STORE

HURRY UP AND BUY SOON

A-YO

REVVING UP THIS LYRICAL BANSHEE

NO NEED TO ADVANCE ME

I'LL COVER MY BILL

WHEN I'M HOME FROM FRANCE B

₿ULLET BRAK

TAG SHIT LIKE GRAFFITI ARTIST

I'MA BREED UP MY WEALTH

AND I'MA FEED THE STARVERS

MY SOUL HEALTH

IS MY SOUL PURPOSE

I'M GLAD YOU HEARD THIS

REMEMBER ON YOUR JOURNEY

THAT NO ONE IS WORTHLESS

YOU STILL THERE?

AM I LOSING MY SERVICE?

IF THE TRUTH SET YOU FREE

WHY YOU NEED TO BE NERVOUS?

I

PITY THE FOOL

THAT FOOL WITH THE BOOK OF CHRIS & MATTHEW

ALL IT TAKES IS A LOOK FROM THE CROOKS

TO LEAVE YOU SHOOK

N WHIZ ONE AT YOU

THIS IS

BAR DEBAUCHERY

I KNOW THE STARS IS WATCHING ME

IF YOU'RE A BETTING MAN

TELL YOUR FAM TO DROP A LOT ON ME

/-- CHORUS —/

WE ALL KNOW THE GAME AIN'T PLAYED FAIR

EVEN THOUGH WE ALL BREATHE THE SAME AIR

DOLLARS, CENTS, STATUS, AND THE RESIDENCE

DO WHAT YA GOTTA

MAKE MOVES FOR THEM PRESIDENTS

WE ALL KNOW THE GAME AIN'T PLAYED FAIR

EVEN THOUGH WE ALL BREATHE THE SAME AIR

DOLLARS, CENTS, STATUS, AND THE RESIDENCE

DO WHAT YA GOTTA

MAKE MOVES FOR THEM PRESIDENTS

/-- CHRIS RIVERS VERSE --/

I'M TIRED

OF DEALIN WITH

BEING TIRED

OF DEALIN WITH SHIT

DEPRIVED

OF THE MINIMAL GIFTS

BECAUSE I'VE

BEEN A CRIMINAL SINCE

MY GUY

HAD A BIT OF

CHRIS'S FIRES

THAT'S GIVEN TO KIDS

WHOSE MINDS

HAD A SPIRITUAL LIFT

GUISE

THROUGH THE MIDDLE

SINCE MY

SKIN IS CARAMELIZED

CURLS

AND TIGHT CIRCLES

PARASAIL RIDES

BE SUBJECTED TO THE PARALLEL MINDS

THAT WANNA DAMAGE THE TIES

BETWEEN MYSELF

FROM WHERE MY SHATTERED TALE LIES

ACT LIKE HELL

IS ONE

HELL OF A PRIZE

THE OPPRESSION IS EVEN

GIVEN IN SALES

WE'RE THE VICTIMS

BUT WE'RE VILLIANS IN CELLS

LIMITED OPTIONS

SO WE FLIP IT N SELL

N KNOW WE FLIPPIN ON THEM N!6645

CUZ THEY FLIP IT AS WELL

AND STARTED GLORIFYING

KILLIN OURSELVES

COPPIN SUICIDE DOORS IF I'M SAD

WHIPPIN IF THEY WHIPPIN MY BAG

FEELING TRAPPED

AND I WHIP IN THE TRACK

SEEING CRACK

WHEN WE GIVEN THEM CRACKS

WE ALL SHATTERED

I'M JUST GIVING IT BACK

IT'S LIKE THAT

/-- CHORUS —/

WE ALL KNOW THE GAME AIN'T PLAYED FAIR

EVEN THOUGH WE ALL BREATHE THE SAME AIR

DOLLARS, CENTS, STATUS, AND THE RESIDENCE

DO WHAT YA GOTTA

MAKE MOVES FOR THEM PRESIDENTS

WE ALL KNOW THE GAME AIN'T PLAYED FAIR

EVEN THOUGH WE ALL BREATHE THE SAME AIR

DOLLARS, CENTS, STATUS, AND THE RESIDENCE

DO WHAT YA GOTTA

MAKE MOVES FOR THEM PRESIDENTS